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Текст песни «Immigrants & Hypocrites» от Star Fucking Hipsters

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Star Fucking Hipsters - "Immigrants & Hypocrites"

Lyrics to Immigrants & Hypocrites : Were all immigrants and hypocrites delusionals and sycophants we pretend to play a special part and born in pain we fall apart its the same game with the same players where dying dreams are strung on prayers (its) a never ending battle just to be its all put off til another day we all get old and waste away the lust for dollars make no sense we squat the world or pay the rents and when its all been said and done our joyless lives devoid of fun I know its all been said before our nations rotten to the core fuck all flags and fuck all face youre the garbage of the human race change the color, change the name the greedy fucks are all the same and everywhere that you can go theres always someone in control fat faced, dollar signs for eyes on starving nations they rely Were all immigrants and hypocrites delusionals and sycophants (we) pretend to play a special part and born in pain we fall apart its the same game with the same players where dying dreams are strung on prayers (its) a never ending battle just to be the arbitrary borders stand a line of blood through stolen lands that little flag upon your sleeve shows off youre stupid and naive or maybe you believe the lies through beady ignoramus eyes its no surprise youre outta luck your mama raised a stupid fuck oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah well all sleep when were dead yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Well all sleep/lets break it down and somewhere beyond the thunder-dome someday we just might find a home autonomistic paradise worth all the world without a price and we can all be happy there eat Soylent Green, breathe soylent air and never rest our weary heads we can all sleep when were dead yeah, yeah, yeah yeah we can all sleep when were dead yeah, yeah, yeah yeah we can all sleep when were dead [ Immigrants & Hypocrites Lyrics ]

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